[Verse 1]

Just sayin

Ran dumb words

Then it occurred

Scripted code eyes never heard

The patterns emerge

Link king eye cons

Phrases stack strange

Same picture

Different faces

Graffiti tagged

On a spider shirt

Or a mask

Camera flash

You do the math

[Chorus]

Now a square in the screen

Isn’t that rare

In pants they dance

While the feed in corrupted

And the user entranced

Hypnotized by their lies

Eyes

Eyes

Took two many drugs

Now my words are slow slugs

Crawling over rugs in my brain

Leaving little silver stains (ohhh)

[Verse 2]

Scroll past ghosts

In a borrowed pose

Caption says truth

But the truth won’t load

Pop-up prayers

Sold in pairs

Click twice

Get blessed

Still stressed

Who cares

Filter on fear

Filter on fame

Every loop louder

But it all sounds same

[Chorus]

Now a square in the screen

Isn’t that rare

In pants they dance

While the feed in corrupted

And the user entranced

Hypnotized by their lies

Eyes

Eyes

Took two many drugs

Now my words are slow slugs

Dragging through a glitch in the day

Till the static in my head fades away (yeah)

3/28 Edited to

... Read moreLiving in a world saturated with digital content, I've often found myself drawn into the hypnotic glow of screens, much like the imagery described in the poem. The lines evoke the overwhelming sensation of endless scrolling and fragmented truths, something many of us grapple with daily. The metaphor of 'a square in the screen' perfectly captures how confined and repetitive our digital interactions can feel—even as they captivate us. In my own experience, the feeling of information overload, represented here as 'slow slugs crawling over rugs in my brain,' resonates deeply. It reminds me how constant exposure to filtered and curated content can distort reality and cause mental fatigue. The poem’s references to 'filter on fear' and 'filter on fame' highlight how social media often manipulates emotions and desires, feeding us an endless loop of similar narratives that can numb critical thinking. Moreover, the mention of 'pop-up prayers sold in pairs' cleverly critiques the commercialization of hope and spirituality in online spaces, where clicks replace meaningful connection. The 'user entranced' by lies points to the subtle, sometimes dangerous, nature of misinformation spread across digital platforms. From a personal perspective, recognizing these patterns has made me more mindful of my digital consumption habits. Taking deliberate breaks, questioning the authenticity of online content, and curating my feeds for positivity and accuracy has helped me regain control over my mental space. This poem serves as a potent reminder to stay aware of the digital influence on our perception and to strive for balance in an age dominated by screens and endless information streams.

2 comments

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Sherry

I love you dammit so stop! I need you to be here. So we can start our journey together

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Sherry

Why are you doing this to yourself?